These are poems that I wrote.
ALOT of them where meant for
LeAnn Rimes;
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I promise..
I promise you that I will love
you.
I promise I will always stay
with you
through anything that may come.
I promise that I will make
your life the
happiest I can.
I promise I will do everything
in my power
to keep you from harm.
I promise I will be faithful
to you;
never looking for another for
my love is only for you.
I can not promise I will be
here for you
for the rest of your life,
but I promise I will be here
for you
for the rest of mine.
All you have to do is promise
to love me in return.
By: Jonathan Cremeans
Growing Anger
As I watch you sleep I
remember what you have done.
My anger grows;
As I watch you sleep I
remember the times we had shared
together.
My anger grows;
As I watch you sleep I
think of the other man.
You sleep next to me knowing
what you have done to me.
My anger grows;
As you sleep I reach over and
touch your face, caress your
lips
and think.
My anger grows;
You wake with a loving look
in
your eyes, but I know what
you did to me.
My anger grows;
You say I Love You, but
I know
there is no love in it.
My anger grows;
I now leave you alone quiet
and still, and think of the
times we had shared together.
By: Jonathan Cremeans
Change
The time has come to make a
change.
Our planet is in pain.
The future counts on what we
do today.
The roads we are traveling
now are leading to death.
If we do not take a stand now
all will be lost.
The time has come for all the
hate to stop.
The more we hate the more people die.
One person can not do it all.
We must all come together as
one
and fight for our survival.
All is lost if one person does
not unite.
Our Judgment Day is
near,
but if we all work together,
the time
we have left will be without
hate and suffering so we can
all live in harmony.
By: Jonathan Cremeans
Candle Lit Love
The candle light in your eyes
shows your
never-ending love for me.
The candle light shines deep
within your soul
showing every feeling, every
thought.
The candle slowly burns as
we try to
reach deeper within each others
hearts.
The days go by and we grow
old, but the candle
still burns.
The day we part will be the
day our internal
candles burn out.
I now sit alone remembering
the candles glow
in your eyes, but you are gone.
My candle still
burns for you. I await the
day when my candle
burns out so that we can be
together again.
You will forever be my love,
my
"Candle Lit Love".
By: Jonathan Cremeans
How I See You
I see you not as a pretty face,
but as a loving person.
For beauty is only skin deep.
If your face was gone I would
still
love you
What I see in you is a person
who can make me happy and proud
to be with.
I look for the beauty on the
inside.
Through my eyes your internal
beauty
glows like the evening sky.
Your outer beauty is a bonus
that
everyone can see, but your
inter beauty few can see.
I am one of those few that
can see it.
For what I see in you is an
angel
willing to love and be loved.
By: Jonathan Cremeans
A Beautiful Canvas
I start with a canvas
and a beautiful image of you
in my head.
I start painting your eyes;
your eyes
are a hypnotic blue calling
everyone to you.
Next is your lips; so soft
and as
red as a red, red rose.
Your lips are tantalizing
I wish I could kiss them.
Your features are what I will
paint next; your features are
what bring everything together.
The softness of your cheeks;
I will
capture in a brush stroke.
Last is your body; voluptuous
in all
its beauty I will paint using
only one brush.
That is all I need to create
a beautiful
portrait of you.
My canvas is now full of your
beauty.
A beauty so rare so often
unseen will now be seen
by all my love
By: Jonathan Cremeans
My Childish Love
My sweet love, I can not explain
these feelings I have for you.
When I first saw you those
many years ago;
I had a childish crush.
Now I see you today and that
same childish
crush retured, but now it is
stronger.
I no longer think that it is
the same
childish crush, but love.
You loving me in return would
mean the world to me.
To feel your soft touch, to
hear you say
I Love You to me from
your sweet
lips and there be true meaning
in them. Just to feel the warmth
of your body next to mine.
I would do anything for that.
I may not be the smartest,
richist, or handsomest man
in the world and I can not
promise you the
world, but what I can promise
you is
my unconditional love for
you and only you.
By: Jonathan Cremeans
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